#i just woke up from a nap i'm having a hard time adjusting to my city's temperature again

[baezdylan]

You wanna hear and unpublished bittersweet expert I think you’ll like?

i'd love that 🥺

#💌restless wind inside a letter box💌 #mal the writer wizard #thanks for making my day btw! #i just woke up from a nap i'm having a hard time adjusting to my city's temperature again #and been feeling :/ about not being able to do anything because i feel so disoriented and this is really ❣ #mal the writer wizard 💜💫📝

[not-magdi]

Little Update

Summary: Lando gives his fans a little update about live

Words: 785

Warnings: None just pure fluff

A/N

It's my first time writing for Lando I hope you like it <3

Three weeks ago, you and Lando welcomed a little baby boy to the world. The both of you were pretty open about the pregnancy, posting pictures and stories all the time.

The fans loved watching your baby bump grow. And the interactions between Lando and the baby you two shared over your socials.

But since the baby was born, you two went MIA for a while and haven't posted a thing. Everybody started to speculate that the baby was born, but nobody had seen the baby yet.

You and Lando needed some time for yourselves to adjust to the new situation, but after some time, you slowly got into a routine.

Now, the two of you wanted to let the world know about your little bundle of joy. Lando wanted to do something special, that would resemble you and him.

Something that made you and Lando who you are, are your infamous streams. So Lando wanted to stream with your baby and introduce him to the world. You were a bit sceptical at first, not wanting to parade around with your baby in public so much.

But Lando assured you that everything would be alright and that he would be extra careful if it would get too much for little baby Henry.

So now Lando was sitting in his gaming chair with his son sound asleep next to him in his crib.

You wanted to stay with them and watch, but you had a hard time staying awake and chose to take a nap, still recovering from labour.

Lando took a deep breath and started the stream but had the camera still turned off. In the next few minutes, thousands of people joined his stream.

Seeing the numbers rise made Lando's heart beat faster, and he started overthinking his idea again. Nevertheless, he turned on his microphone and greeted his viewers.

"Hey, guys! … Guys, calm down. I know the camera's turned off. Be patient."

His heart melted as he read the messages his fans sent him, asking how he was doing and if you were doing okay. After laughing at a few messages, his heart rate slowed down and he started to feel more relaxed.

"So guys, I know me and Y/N haven't been online for some time. In our defence, we had a good reason."

Taking a deep breath to collect himself, he took the sleeping baby into his arms and turned on the camera.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to Henry Norris."

He grabbed Henry's little hand with his finger and waved at the camera. The chat went completely feral at that, congratulating the two of them on your little family.

Henry slowly woke up after he felt his dad's presence. Looking up at Lando with his big blue eyes, which he got from you, he cuddled himself deeper into Lando's arms.

Realising that his son had woken up, he cooed at him and kissed his little forehead to settle him again.

"Chat, look at him, he's so cute. Baby, you wanna say hello?"

Hearing Lando use his baby voice and cuddle with his son made the chat go crazy. Messages of love and adoration flooded the chat.

"How is Y/N doing?" Lando read out loud.

"Y/N's doing quite good. She is currently sleeping. I try to help her as much as I can. She needs to recover fast because I'm kind of lost without her."

Chuckling at the end of his sentence, he read a few more questions until he heard the door to his office open and close.

"Aww, chat, look who decided to join us!"

You waved at the camera as you took your place behind Lando, kissing his messy curls.

"The chat kept asking for you," Lando mumbled into your neck as he nuzzled himself into you.

"Aww, really? Hi chat!"

You greet the chat and cuddle yourself next to Lando. The two of you kept answering questions until you felt Henry squirm in Lando's arms.

"Chat, we're going to end the stream now. Little muppet's gonna have his dinner now."

Taking Henry from Lando's arms, you head out, getting ready to feed him. Lando comes right after you, talking to the chat for a bit.

The sight that greets him in the living room, is a sight he could never get sick of.

The love of his life, with his son in her arms, feeding him in their own little home.

#dad! lando norris #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris oneshot #lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris #lando x reader #lando imagine #dad!lando

[rixsjwb]

gojo x f!reader

summary: your a close friend of gojo that he recently introduced to his fans on stream, you have a thick French accent and can barely speak any good English but his fans love you, here's some interaction between you and gojo that's fans go crazy about.

note: just wrote did not reread sorry if it doesn't make sense make it make sense and enjoy✨️

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𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 1:

gojos fans were quick to fill his chat with comments people often heard or seen him play duolingo learning French he'd often get asked 'why are you learning French?' or 'who's the special girl?' but gojo brushed it off very casually

"who am I learning French for? oh! just a close friend of mine; you want to see her? one day guys.. one day!"

gojo has talked to you before about joining his stream? infact you supported him by watching some of his streams on your free time.

you adjust your rimless glasses to better see gojo as he's talking to you in broken English, so you can better understand him? but its still a little hard to understand eventually he gives up pulling a translator out and translating what he has to say

est-ce que tu veux joindre mon stream?

you nod you head showing you don't mind joining him stream, su-sure you stutter out trying to pronounce the word in a more english way than in a french accent.

he's pretty much jumping in his seat saying 'merci!" in a terrible englishified way you can't help but stiffle a laugh.

when you first joined his stream you couldn't really understand what the chat was saying, but you watches as it passed by so fast. gojo often replied to people's questions while you just sat beside him with a soft smile on your face

"she's pretty! I know she's such a cutie."

shokir:"I love her glasses!."

toji_fuhsji:"yoo gojo can pull??? since when?"

megu:"who'd this?"

gojosecondballsack: "nevermind gojo give me that sexy thing beside him😊✨️"

he reads every comment smiling as he's glad his fans are welcoming you with open arms, he then hears a familiar sound ringing from his computer as he xs out the stream app he sees that the groupchat he's in is blowing up and that yuji started the call📞.

"YOO GOJO WHOS THAT BUEATIFUL WOMAN BESIDE YOU??" yuji screams in his mic making it sound bassboosted.

gojo can hear suguru's light chuckles in the back as he watches more of his close friends join the call while still on stream.

"she's my bestie/roomie! what chu hoes laughin at?" he says questioning them.

sukuna who rarely shows up decided to answer the question

" weve known ya for awhile now why's this the first time I'm s'eenin her?"

"facts she's actually adorable tho" shoko pipes up

"hi y/n bonjour salute!! comment ça va?"

shoko says you're almost shocked that one of gojos friends seem to know french you pipe up to speak back to her your velvety, soft voice responding back.

"ça va bien, tu peux parlé le française?"

you say, but your getting your answer as she doesn't seem to respond back "you speak french?"

you say your accent evident as you attempt to come out your comfort zone speaking english

"ahh she can speak? she sounds great to have just started learning it."

shoko says gojo pulls out the translator translating what shoko said so you could understand what she said, you've always let gojo know how self conscious you were of your accent but hearing that complement made you feel bashful you shake your hands one in front of the other waving them back and forth to show your denying that your English isn't very great.

gojo can't help but feel awe about how bashful you get when someone complements you.

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𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 2 :

while gojo was gaming playing a scary game his fans recommend with suguru and sukuna. despite hie headphones being on and occasionally looking back at the cam to see if it's recording his face he notices movement of his slightly open door.

he watches as the door eventually gets wider showing you who seemingly just woke up from a nap, from your neck and up is cut of from the cam as you come closer to see what game he's playing.

you eventually lean over more to see more of the game he watches as the chat seems to move at nano seconds he's thinking it's moving fast because a monsters there or obviously because you showed up after dipping and not showing up on his streams for a good 2 weeks or so.

he then realizes it's because of how low cut your shirt is and how your pretty muching creating a invisible chair to sit on to get a better view of the computer he notices your cleavage is pretty much on full display and yoi don't seem to notice he feels almost bad that his fans were probably gonna say inappropriate stuff about you he's quick to speak up tho.

"yo yo hold on hold on.."

gojo tells suguru and megumi there characters in the game pausing to look back at him.

gojo was quick to find a spare chair in his room and even got you a shirt to pit over your chest to avoid the possible sexulization coming.

"put this shirt on.." gojo mutters to busy on seeing if he can pull your shirt more up to cover the cleavage but desided to just help your put on his shirt he gently pushes you down to sit on the spare chair he had, pulling the collar of the shirt over your head that popped out. and fixing it taking a good look at you to see if the white shirt he'd Givin you was see thought.

once confirmed he resumed playing.

" okay we back gang, sukuna move your fantasy character he's blocking my way!"

gojo says, minutes later sending a glance to you

making sure your fine.

later it was pretty much trending that he was looking out for you.

sugurughetto: yo jojo siwa your trending on tiwtter.

jojosiwa: I know I'm just that famous youk?😍

suukunatuna: shut your bitch ass up.

shokoloco🥳: I'm surprised usually you wouldn't give a shit bout girls but looks like this ones serious.

jojosiwa: it's not serious! we're just close guys YOU MAD YOU AINT TRENDING HOE.

jojosiwa:guys let's brainstorm streaming ideas😊

tojiskidmarks: I'm tryna see s'this bueaty in person.

chosokamotod4agon: play gta 6

to say he was praised for looking out for you.

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𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 3:

you had a tattoo on your lower back and just right under your boob there small tattoos not to big not the small your lower back one doesn't tend to show but with the low rise flared out leggings you wore where low enough that if you bend over far enough it'd show a bit.

gojo was making a stream about opening gifts from fans and there was alot to open, sine yoi were curious about one small box you desided to open it but it was quite father away from you.

"gojo you pass, can you pass box?" you stretch out trying to make a accurate point to which box you specifically want you learn in further have to lean off your chair to reach, he stands up to pick up the box his lanky long legs taking just one big step to reach it as he turns back around to sit on the chair he notices writing in your back.

"woah what's that's on your back?" he motions. placing his hand on the exact area we saw the tattoo, you show the tattoo on your lower back causing gojo to be shocked as he never thought you'd have a tattoo.

"bro! that's fuckin crazy, yall look at the tattoo!" he says in shock grabing his camera and showing the tattoo much closer " do you have anymore?" he points at your back and trys to make a motion signifying 'more?' because you're intelligent you understood immediately, lifting your shirt to show your other tattoo.

"WOAHH THERE woah don't go flashing the fans now" he cackled knowing dam well you wouldn't even understand what he said.

you lift your shirt up careful to nor flash your boobs you watch as satoru zooms in to the tattoo, touching the tattoo like a curious child touches glass when looking at a toy that interest them. you pull down your shirt after feeling a arm snake around your waist.

"she's mine buddies you ain't stand in a chance." he says arrogantly , he eventually puts the camera back where it was, you open the small box seeing a bueatiful swan necklace with a note inside your soft gasp caught sayorus attention causing him to look over at you.

when he sees the necklace he's also surprised he takes the small note in it reading it aloud.

"this is for y/n! hope she enjoys and I've been a fan for so long gojo! you make my day!" the fan wrote.

gojo digs in his brain to find the right words in french to tell you the necklace is yours.

"pour toi!"

gojo says he can tell your very touched by the gift. as you mutter a thank you with a bright smile.

thank you for the support and critique on my french it will definitely benefit me in the future thank you🙏🙏🙏

#gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader

[kedreeva]

Well, this weekend I took a hazardous trip to get my new car and bring Indie home.

Sunday, after totaling my jeep, I got home to find Indie in hypothermic shock. All of MY birds were fine, thankfully. I brought him in and warmed him up in increments overnight, but he couldn't go back out into the cold, and couldn't stay here if it was going to be cold, so I made the decision to bring him back to his home early. GRACIOUSLY, his actual owners said if I brought the hens I would have bred him to down, they'd do the breeding for me.

Thursday I rented a mid-size SUV. There was only one available whose trunk space laid flat, and when I went to leave with it, they sent me back and gave me a newly-arrived return, some Mazda that was an absolute NIGHTMARE of a car. I drove it home, packed for the weekend, and prepped the trunk space for Birds.

Friday morning, I was up at 5am taking care of some stuff and making sure I was awake enough to drive. I ousted Sark from bed around 7 and he helped me load Arcana, Eclipse, and Indie into the back of the car, and Aris and her two babies into the barn with Polaris. I set off for North Carolina, but with a MASSIVE snowstorm moving in over West Virginia, and snowstorms having plagued the north east, I would be taking an extended trip down- from Detroit area to Knoxville, TN, before going over to NC.

Almost 17 hours later, I got to Indie's home. We left the birds to sleep in the car since they were already cuddled up, and I went inside for a 5 hours nap.

Then it was up again, moving birds into their coop, and I was back on the road another hour to return my rental, an hour to get to my mom and dad's, a brief break there to hang out, and then!! an hour to the dealership to pick up my new Jeep. I had my previous one for 19 years, 300k miles on him, so this is... going to be an adjustment, but it seems like he will be fine. I have named him Sheet Cake. He is white outside, and tan inside, absolutely terrible colors, and smushed flat compared to my Liberty.

Went back to my parents' for the night, played Pokemon GO with the for a while (anyone wanna be my mom's friend? she needs more people for a quest), and zonked out around 9pm. And BACK UP around 7, so I could make the 12 hours drive back home yesterday. MUCH more pleasant ride, in the Jeep than it was in the Mazda. The lack of birds wasn't terrible, either.

Bug was ECSTATIC to see me, she got left behind with Sark. I snuck away like a thief in the night, so she woke up and I was just Gone. When I walked in the door she froze and stared at me for a long second and then lost her shit, throwing herself up on stuff and doing the excited flappy-wing duck down. I sat her up on her perch and she beeped and beeped and beeped as I gently scrubbed her face and neck. It's not like she has a hard life when I'm gone, Sark is here to hang out with, he gives her fresh food meals just like I do, he cuddles just like I do, but it's just not the Same.

Anyway, it's good to be home.

And now that I have a white Jeep... it's time to find some Jurassic Park decals for him.

#stories about ked's life #my car #indie #bug the peahen #arcana #aris #eclipse

[mixtape127]

i dream about you and i ☆

taeyong x gn reader

genre : fluff, non idol au, college kinda au

summary : confessing your feelings is one thing, but the feeling in your stomach is another.

warnings : strong language, mention of panic and anxiety but really slightly because reader is confessing, cuteness overload, no caps, reader smokes and is def simping on sleepy taeyong, not really proofread but i hope there are no errors tho

words : 1k

notes : sorry english isn't my native language so i did my best !! taeyong is leaving for military soon and i can't handle it, so i'm coping with cute content. hope you enjoy ♡ lmk if a part 2 is needed !

the weight of my emotions had been suffocating me for too long, i couldn't bear the burden any longer and finally decided to do it; to confess my feelings. the mere thought of it sent shivers down my spine. my stomach was in knots, and i couldn't tell if the sensation was caused by a swarm of butterflies or my organs colliding against each other. it's a nerve-wracking experience, but i hoped that it would be worth it in the end.

my feet led me to his building. hopefully, his roommate won't be there. i can't imagine the scene and i'm almost sure i would run away if Doyoung opened the door.

i have already smoked three cigarettes in the last 15 minutes.

my heart was pounding so hard that i could feel it in my throat as I looked up at the darkened building in front of me. the streetlights cast a golden glow, painting the surrounding area in a sickly yellow hue. i squinted, trying to make out any signs of life or activity in his apartment, but all i could see was darkness. i know it's 9pm, but come on, don't tell me he's sleeping.

hoping that he is not asleep, i throw away my cigarette and head towards the main entrance. i climb the stairs one by one, my brain emptying little by little with each step. i thought of using the elevator, but i'm almost convinced it would fill the emptiness in my head since there was no music playing in there.

as i walked down the hallway, only hearing the sound of my footsteps echoing on the walls, the nerves in my stomach churned. before i knew it, i was standing in front of his door. my hand trembled slightly as it rose to knock, but i managed to keep it steady. come on y/n.

i knocked my knuckles against the wood apprehensively, but there was no answer. after a few moments of hesitation, i decided to ring the doorbell, hoping that he would hear it and come to the door. i pressed the button lightly, waiting anxiously for a response. and then i realised. he's probably going to open the door, and after that, there is no going back.

i feel like time is dragging on and minutes feel like hours. i even consider turning back, he's probably sleeping or just not there.

as i breathe out and adjust my jacket, the door cracks open, and the apartment is engulfed in darkness. the light from the corridor reveals a slightly disheveled Taeyong, with swollen eyes, indicating that he was probably sleeping. i can't help but think how beautiful he looks.

"y/n? what are you doing here at this hour?" he said in a voice slightly broken by tiredness.

my heart accelerates. "come on, it's not that late, were you sleeping? did i wake you up?"

he shrugged his shoulders. "i was just taking a nap" his fingers fidget with the door he's holding. "but you're making me worried, what's the matter? a problem with Doyoung ?"

no Taeyong, your roommate is not the problem...

i swallow hard, my own thoughts getting stuck in my throat. i feel like a thousand waves of feelings are overflowing my brain. “i have something to tell you but it can wait until tomorrow if you're sleep-..”

what am i even saying? i got up from my comfortable bed, walked over here, and woke him up to tell him that it could wait until tomorrow? love is making me act up for real.

"you've already woken me up, so come in." he smiles. that cute smile. that damn smile.

i come in and put my jacket next to the sofa. Taeyong turns on the little light next to the tv, scratching his head right after, not hiding the loud yawn that escapes from his lips. his t-shirt and shorts whose colours are matched as usual, his lips pouting slightly, his small eyes. i'm down bad.

“tell me everything, do you want something to drink?”

i nod. "it'll be fine ! it won't last long... i..."

all of a sudden, i feel like my saliva is stuck, and i almost choke. Taeyong shoots me a concerned look. "hey, y/n, are you okay? i'm really worried. i feel like you're about to confess to me that you've committed a crime, and i have to help you cover it up." he chuckles.

i take a deep breath and shake my head. my hands are folded together and i'm playing with my thumb anxiously. i stare at my socks as if they could magically give me courage. the reason why i want to confess my feelings to him is because i've grown tired of constantly doubting myself. since this summer - and now that we're in winter - i've been thinking about him non-stop. his smile, his voice, the way he could talk about his fishes all day, or his new shoes and hats, and the way he laughs - everything about him makes me madly in love.

because if he rejects me, i can finally move on.

"Taeyong, i'll get straight to the point. i like you. i have had feelings for you since this summer. i fell in love with you, even though the word seems strong to me and i almost never use it. but that's the case. i know that coming to your place at this hour to tell you this is crazy, but i didn't really think about it that much and just followed my gut. gosh, it sounds so lame..." i smack my forehead, closing my eyes.

all my limbs begin to tremble.

a long silence settles in.

and my breathing jerks.

i keep my eyes closed anxiously.

"so, you... like me?"

his voice echoes softly in the room. i nod slowly, still unable to look him in the eyes.

all i hear is a scoff, followed by his cute laugh. i can't tell if he's genuinely laughing so hard that air gets stuck in his throat or if he's suffocating.

"i was planning on telling you on tuesday after class that i like you." he said with an amused voice.

my eyes widen this time.

"you what ?..."

"i like you."

he smiles.

holy shit.

#taeyong x reader #taeyong x gn reader #taeyong #kpop #nct #the brainrot is real #nct 127 #taeyong lee #taeyong x y/n #kpop x reader #kpop x gn reader #taeyong i'll miss you #fluff #nct fluff #taeyong fluff #too soft to handle for me tbh

[catierambles]

🌸

Walter needs something calming, I think.

(truer words, nonny, truer words)

It was more often than not that Walter was very late getting home, easing in through the front door long after she had gone to bed and slipping into the bed itself as carefully as possible to not wake her. Not that it worked, she always woke the moment his weight hit the mattress.

Awake or asleep, she always noticed the tension in his shoulders, the scowl perpetually on his face, and the hard set to his jaw. His job was not an easy one, he met people on the worst days of their life, or after they life had been taken. Most of the times in horrific ways as humanity always seemed to strive to find new and more terrible ways to kill each other.

A couple of naps during the day and an impressive amount of coffee ensured that she was awake when he got home and he blinked at her as he tiptoed into the bedroom, only to find her up and at her computer.

"Love?" He asked and she looked over at him.

"Oh, hey." She said and got up from her chair, going over to him and standing on her tiptoes to press a brief kiss to his lips. "Welcome home."

"It's late."

"I know."

"You should be asleep."

"I have nothing to do tomorrow, and I wanted to be awake when you got home." A pause, "For once."

"Love..."

"I'm not going to ask you about your day, because I know you want to keep this and that separate, but what I am going to do is draw us a bath. I paid a lot for that tub, and goddamnit, we're going to use it." He just blinked at her for a moment after she finished before he huffed a small laugh, giving her an equally small smile.

"How much caffeine have you had today?"

"Yes." She said and walked past him to the ensuite bathroom. "Now, get naked, Mister, while I fill the tub." Anything he might have said was drowned out by the taps being turned on and she put her hand under the flow of water, adjusting the temperature until it was right before putting the stopper on the drain and letting it fill. Going over to her array of bath salts and bath bombs, she grabbed the bag of eucalyptus lavender bath salt and went back over to the tub, opening the bag and shaking some of the contents into the swirling water, the scent permeating the air immediately. She undressed as it continued to fill, standing there naked as the water continued to rise. Walter's arms came around her from behind and he held her back against his bare chest, his lips pressing to the side of her head. She turned on the jets when the water got high enough and turned off the tap. Walter moved around her to get into the tub, but she stopped him with a sound.

"What?" He asked, but she just gave him a look before climbing in and opening her arms for him. "Oh." He said with a small laugh and stepped into the tub, shifting so he could sit between her legs, his head resting on her collarbone. Her arms came around him and he held them, sighing as his eyes closed. Bit by bit, she felt the tension leave his shoulders, his back, his chest, the near constant furrow in his brow smoothing as he relaxed against her.

"My big protector." She whispered, "You look after everyone, but you need someone to look after you."

"And you're volunteering?"

"Nah, I'm already in that position whether you like it or not." She said and he snorted softly.

"I love you." He breathed and she pressed her lips to his curls.

"I love you too."

#henry cavill #walter marshall

[itookyoudown]

Tooks! For the OTP ask game, is it fair to assume Givenson?

I have a few! Pick which ever ones speak to you :D

2, 3, 4, 11, 45

thank you willow!! and yes givenson is the otp of my heart 🖤

2. What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

i'm going to imagine Raylan waking up after a night terror about nicaragua.

Tim usually wakes up first, slow and silent and still. he doesn't try to touch Raylan or make him wake up too. Tim just makes sure he's there for Raylan when Raylan wakes himself up. Tim doesn't try to mask his breathing or close his eyes as Raylan rouses himself out of bed. if it's real bad, Tim will get up and go sit across the room so Raylan doesn't accidentally hit him, but otherwise he'll just lay there and wait it out.

and he doesn't follow when Raylan bangs into the bathroom.

Tim knows about enemies that wait for you to close your eyes before attacking. he knows it's bullshit to try and cuddle it away. to remind Raylan it was all a dream. none of that helps.

but when Raylan comes out Tim is already in the kitchen making more noise than he needs to, heating them up two glasses of milk.

because if Raylan is a slut for vanilla ice cream i think he's a dairy bitch in general and whole glasses of milk outright.

he'll tell Raylan the time and that's better, kinder, than reminding Raylan where they are. not nicaragua. sometimes they talk about the dreams or the memories, but usually they'll just sit and watch tv together until Raylan's ready to go back to bed.

Tim doesn't try to be Raylan's hero. But he's always gonna be Raylan's back-up.

3. Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Tim runs cold so he's constantly "borrowing" Raylan's pullovers, especially Raylan's flannel.

4. Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Oh jfc Raylan, of course. Raylan our cowboy always has to be the HERO. He's definitely more outwardly protective of Tim in the traditional sense and demonstrates it through showy displays even though GUARD DOG Tim is more consistently protective and lowkey about it.

See it's funny.

Raylan needs to be protected from others ... Tim needs to be protected from himself. Other people will harm Raylan if Tim doesn't step up, Tim will harm himself if Raylan doesn't take over.

11. Do either try to hide their emotions if upset? Can the other still tell?

Raylan doesn't hide his emotions. It's very apparent when he's upset both from the looks on his face and he vocalizes it. Tim has a bad habit of hiding his emotions and Raylan is usually too busy and wrapped up in his own shit. Either they're outright fighting about something right off the bat or Tim has swallowed his upset and Raylan doesn't have a clue. It can take ages for Raylan to realize something is off and has been for a while.

Raylan: ...you're pissed at me - you been pissed at me.

Tim: Have been for a while, thanks for noticing.

45. Can they fall asleep without the other?

yes, they can do it but they both drink more at night to compensate for the absence.

Tim gets too used to falling asleep with Raylan around and can have a hard time adjusting when they have to be apart for long periods. Sleeping alone makes Tim feel vulnerable. Because Raylan is a night owl and Tim is an early bird, Tim likes that when he falls asleep Raylan is still awake. he sleeps like shit without Raylan as he wake up periodically throughout the night.

Raylan just likes the company, likes knowing Tim is there for him to look at and touch whenever he wants, so misses it something fierce when Tim isn't there. He also hates making his own coffee in the morning and is horrible at getting himself up. Raylan chronically runs late without Tim in their bed and Raylan's sleep habits suffer big time. he'll start taking more naps, dozing off on the sofa in the evenings.

(obligatory OTP asks meme)

#tooks.txt #💌 #givenson

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 162. brb x oc

a/n: hello i still feel like...something and I'm not proud of this chapter. not really my favorite. *shrugs * (reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none, just fluff.

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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The sun cast a warm glow on the quiet suburban neighborhood, its golden rays painting the houses in shades of amber and illuminating the few flowers that lined the streets. It was a picturesque scene, a scene that Beatrice loved to see every time she woke up.

Their neighborhood was nice, it was calm and it had the obvious ‘american dream’ feeling to it. She found it strange to not hear music during the weekends or loud voices on the street, unlike the ones she heard while growing up.

As she sips her morning…cocoa, because she couldn’t have coffee, she takes a quick look on her phone to check the time, she’d visit her dad in a few minutes, she just had to wait for Rooster to go to work. She taps her nails on the porcelain cup, chewing her lower lip because she was worried, albeit she shouldn’t be. She knew what his job was about, she had these thoughts many,many times before, she mentally prepared many times before…so why was she scared?

Why was she nervous?

She hears his footsteps going down the stairs, turning her torso in time to see his broad frame appear on the threshold, one arm stretched as he adjusted his watch on his wrist, looking up only when he noticed Beatrice staring at him, “Gorgeous,” he whispers, “So this is where you’ve been.”

“Well,I was preparing breakfast.” she laughs softly, nodding to the fresh toasts, tapping her fingers on the porcelain cup, “And um…I couldn’t sleep that well, so…”

“Again?” she nods quietly, “Oh,baby…” he wastes no time in walking up to her and kissing her forehead, “It’s okay, do you think you can nap at the hospital?”

“I think so,I’ll ask um, Bri to take Nikki out for a bit so I can sleep.” she rubs her eyes, the movement preventing her from saying how she ‘wasn’t sleepy at all’ when in fact she was really sleepy, “I’m okay though,it could be much worse.” she shrugs weakly, giving him a small smile, “I…I just…you know, life is–”

He hates when she rambles because of her anxiety, because he knows her brain is confused and her heart is about to burst. He could see the slight tremble on her fingers from sleep deprivation, “How long were you up?”

“Hm?”

“How long?”

She parts her lips, looking at the side guiltily.”I don’t know, it was still dark when I woke up.”

Rooster's concern deepens as he observes Beatrice's fatigue and the toll it's taking on her, gently taking the mug from her hands to set it aside, his wife makes a confused noise but stops when  his hand reaches out to gently cup her face, his touch warm and comforting. "You need to take care of yourself, Bea," he says softly, his voice filled with genuine worry. "I know it's hard, but you can't keep pushing yourself like this. Your well-being is important."

Beatrice leans into Rooster's touch, closing her eyes. She takes a shaky breath, her voice filled with a mix of exhaustion and determination. "I know," she admits, her eyes welling up with tears. "But I feel guilty when I rest, especially with everything that's going on. I want to be there for Dad, for Nikki, for you."

Rooster's gaze softens, his thumb gently wiping away a tear that escapes her eye. "Bea…”

“I know.I know.I shouldn’t feel guilty,” she groans, “I know it’s my self doubt and my fear of disappointment being louder than normal and taking control of me, but…I-I can’t help it. I’m worried about my dad,I’m…trying to handle how I’ll be when you leave, and-and like I am pregnant and I can’t have these thoughts.”

Rooster's heart aches as Beatrice blurts out those words, they appear heavier than normal. He pulls her into a tight embrace, propping his chin on the top of her head. "You're allowed to have these thoughts, Bea," he says gently, “You know that very well.”

Beatrice clings to Rooster, seeking comfort in his strong arms. She sniffles softly, her voice muffled against his chest. "I know, but it's hard not to let the fear consume me sometimes," she admits, her voice trembling. "I know you said I don’t burden you but sometimes I still get these flashbacks and I can’t help it.”

Rooster pulls back slightly, his hands cupping Beatrice's face, his eyes locked with hers. "Ah,I forgive you.” he chuckles and she joins him seconds after, her cheeks reddening “ We're a team, remember? That's what being a couple is all about. Or did you just think I was just marrying you because you have an amazing ass?”

Beatrice’s eyes widen and she sputters a laugh, playfully shoving his shoulder, “Shut up!” 

Rooster grins, the familiar lightness returning to his expression as he enjoys Beatrice's laughter. He wraps his arms around her once again, pulling her close. "Mmmmmmmmake me.," he purrs to her ear, playfully biting the curve of her jawline, his voice filled with affection. "You can try, we both know how that will go.”

Beatrice's laughter subsides, and she looks up at Rooster, leaning back onto his chest, “Do we?”

“We do.” Rooster's smile softens, and he brushes his thumb gently across Beatrice's cheek. "We both know it can be…interesting." he says, his voice filled with tenderness, hearing her quiet ‘mhm’ "But hey, we’ll be alright, you know that.”

Beatrice nods, finding solace in Rooster's words and the warmth of his embrace. She takes a deep breath, allowing herself to relax in his arms. "Yeah, we'll be alright," she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of relief and gratitude, giggling when he smacks her cheek with a wet kiss before backing away to get his morning coffee. "So what’s going to happen today?" she asks with her arms crossed, “You uh, will talk to someone else about the deployment or…”

Rooster pours himself some coffee, blowing the steam before he takes a short sip, only answering her when he swallows, “Pretty much,I’ll also talk to new pilots,I need uh…a debrief, basically, since I’ll lead the whole thing.” he takes another sip of the warm beverage, allowing it to hit his stomach and heat him up from the inside, “And then we need to get ready to leave.”

“...right.” she quickly waves her hands when he looks back at her with worry in his eyes, “N-No, no it’s fine. I’m just,well I’ll just miss you…but I know you’ll be okay.” she smiles, waving her hands to break the tense atmosphere, “I swear I’ll be fine. I swear…do you think you’ll be able to call us?”

“I’d break the rules to do so.”

“Rooster.” she admonishes, but then smiles, “...you don’t have to break the rules to call us.”

“True,I don’t.” he laughs, “But even if I’m tired,I’d still call you.” he leans his lower back against the counter, holding himself upright with his hands so he could keep his eyes on her, “But I’d love to hear from you when I’m away…helps me sleep.”

“Mhm.”

“What about you?” he questions, tilting his head, “What are your plans today besides visiting your dad?”

“I think…those are the plans I’ll have.” she whispers, shrugging at him,”Then I’ll come back home and enjoy the night off…I appreciate Penny letting me stay home.She’s an amazing boss.” she smiles as she drinks more of her cocoa, “Maybe I’ll…take Nikki to the park,I don’t know.”

Rooster's eyes soften as he listens to Beatrice's plans for the day. He walks over to her, setting his coffee aside and taking her hand in his. "That sounds like a good plan," he says, his voice gentle. "Spending time with your dad and taking Nikki to the park will be wonderful. And don't forget to take care of yourself too, okay?"

Beatrice nods, intertwining her fingers with Rooster's. "I will," she assures him, her voice filled with determination. "I'll make sure to rest when I need to and take care of our little ones." She looks down at her belly, a loving smile on her face. "They're counting on me, after all."

Rooster's gaze shifts to Beatrice's belly, “So am I,gorgeous.” he says sweetly, then looks at his watch with a groan, “I gotta go.” his lips meet hers in a gentle kiss "I love you," he whispers, “Walk me to the door?"

Beatrice’s cheeks hurt from smiling, “Of course.” she does check on Nicole via the video app and she’s happy to see their little girl is still asleep, “I’ll give you a call,alright?” she tells him once they walk to the garage, her arms crossing over her bust to protect her front from the chilly winds, “Oohh it’s cold today.”

“A little.”

“You do know what cold is,Virginia Boy.”

Rooster laughs, he’s honestly so happy to see her joking and laughing, it was a nice break from the tense atmosphere from these past days. He watches as the garage door slowly rolls up and he drops his shades over his eyes, “I do.” he smirks, “But I also know how to warm my wife up if she so desires.”

“Stop.” she’s blushing,trying to hide her smile with her hand, “Go to work.”

“One more kiss and then I’ll go.” he smirks,pursing his lips, “I’m waitin’.”

Beatrice playfully rolls her eyes, but she can't deny the warmth that spreads through her at Rooster's words. She steps closer to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Alright, just one more," she teases, leaning in to press her lips against his, cupping his cheeks so their lips would meet.

Rooster deepens the kiss for a moment, savoring the connection before reluctantly pulling away, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Alright, now I really have to go," he says, sliding his lower lip into his mouth, almost savoring her taste one more time, “I love you.” He gives her a quick wink before turning to head towards the Bronco.

“I love you too.” Beatrice watches him go, a soft smile on her face. She wraps her arms around herself, shivering slightly in the cold, but her heart feels warm. She knows it won't be easy to say goodbye, but she takes comfort that she’ll still have a few hours with him before he leaves for real. 

As Rooster gets into his truck, he rolls down the window and leans over, his eyes fixed on Beatrice. "Take care of yourself, Bea," he says, “And sleep a little too,gorgeous.”

"I will," Beatrice replies,”Take care of yourself too, handsome. I’ll be waiting for you."

Rooster nods, his eyes lingering on Beatrice for a moment longer before he starts the engine. "I will," he promises,  giving her a two finger salute that turned into a wave, he drives away, leaving Beatrice standing in the chilly morning air, watching him go.

Beatrice takes a deep breath, her hand gently resting on her belly as she walks towards the sidewalk. She should’ve grabbed a jacket or one of her cardigans, because that wind made her regret walking out immediately. She turns back around in a hurry, meeting Jolene’s huge head peeking out of the door, “Inside Jojo! It’s too cold!”

The pitbull however waits for the brunette to close the garage and finally walk into the warm comfort of their home. Beatrice sighed, leaning her back against the door and slowly sliding to the floor, bringing her knees up to prop her arms on it, and then cup her face in her hands as she stares ahead.

She was okay.

Sort of.

As Beatrice sits on the floor, Jolene taps closer, flopping next to her with her head on her lap and those honey colored eyes giving her the biggest and cutest puppy dog eyes ever, “...thanks Jojo.” she smiles, her body begging to rest but she couldn’t. Hell she might call Michael to pick her up, she couldn’t drive. Her head feels so heavy. “...I’m scared,Jojo.” she whispers to the dog, scratching her behind the ears “...I…I am scared,” and the tears pool on the corners of her eyes, “I didn’t want him to go.”. 

Jolene whines, still looking up at her human only to see Beatrice wiping her eyes with her fingertips, “Augh,I hate-” she sniffles, wiping her face with her sleeping shirt, “The hormones. I’ve been crying so much these past days.” with good reason, a voice in her head replies, “God I just…I…I don’t know if it’s my dad’s hospitalization plus Rooster’s deployment, but something feels so off.” 

Jolene senses Beatrice's distress and presses herself closer, offering comfort in her own way. The pitbull's warm presence brings a small measure of solace to Beatrice as she continues to wrestle with her emotions. Tears stream down her face as she blows an angry raspberry out of frustration with…everything.

But after a while Beatrice takes a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steady herself. She knows she can't let her fears consume her completely. She reminds herself that it's normal to feel scared and overwhelmed in the face of such significant challenges, repeating it to herself over and over because she knows it’s true.Everything going on is undoubtedly taking a toll on her emotional well-being.

Resting her head against the door, Beatrice lets out a shaky sigh. "I just...I wish things were different," she whispers, her voice filled with longing. "I wish my dad didn't have to go through this, and I wish Rooster didn't have to leave." Her words hang in the air, her own voice coming back to her ears.

Jolene nudged Beatrice's hand with her snout, so it landed on top of her head and so Jolene could protect the growing bump with her massive frame. Beatrice takes comfort in the pittie’s presence, laughing tiredly, “I’m sorry Jojo…I’m a broken record sometimes.” she says, chewing the inside of her cheek as she looks back to the sink, where both of their mugs were. Hers was still steaming, “...you know,maybe I should take on a new hobby with Rooster gone,maybe it’ll help me.”

Jolene stays close to Beatrice, the little dot brows moving with interest at her owner’s suggestion. “I don’t know…anything.Really,anything...to make this whole thing stop.” she gestures to her head and then covers her eyes with her hands, “...nevermind,I need to call Mike so he can pick me up.” she gently moves Jolene’s head away, not before kissing the pittie’s snout in thanks, “So I can sleep in the hospital, for a little bit.”

Jolene reluctantly moves her head away,standing up only to stretch her whole body as Beatrice walks upstairs to make the call. She does stop by Nicole’s door when she sees Eleanor and Jack up, their tails wagging and noses pointed to the crib, where a sleepy looking Nicole sat, squinting her eyes at nothing.

Beatrice smiles softly as she watches Eleanor and Jack, eagerly gathered around Nicole's crib. She walks over to them, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten as she takes in the adorable scene. "Hey there, little sleepyhead," Beatrice coos, reaching down to gently scoop up Nicole in her arms. "Did you have a good nap?"

Nicole blinks up at Beatrice, her tiny hand reaching out to grab onto one of Beatrice's fingers only to change target and move towards her eyes, rubbing her face instead. Beatrice's heart swells with love as she gazes down at her daughter, fixing the little onesie collar around her neck. "You're growing so fast," she whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to Nicole's forehead.

  A sudden weird and dark thought shows up in her brain, making Beatrice still as if she was    being hunted by something, and that something was inside her brain. She clenches her eyes, shaking her head “No, not this. Not now– come on Nikki, let’s call uncle Mike and…go visit your nonno.” she had to ease her mind, especially after that.

And she hated how her heart felt cold when that happened.

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw x named reader #tgm oc #tgm fic #tgm fanfiction

[themswritinwords]

The Hundred Fifty Seven Deaths of the Immortal Ethan Ellis: Cast profiles: Ethan Ellis

The man himself (Ethan) - he/him; 24 years old biologically, 310 years old chronologically; Quietly Depressed Optimist in Desperate Need of a Hug and a Nap

Depressed, traumatized, self-sacrificial, dysfunctional, exhausted--what's not to relate to love?

Just woke up during his own autopsy. That's definitely not going to unearth any poorly-buried Issues!

What do you mean endless gallows humor and self deprecation aren't healthy coping mechanisms?

*slaps bruised and blood-stained noggin* This bad boy can fit so much mental illness and metaphor in him.

The result of a necromancer-wannabe's attempts at immortality; ex-human-guinea-pig with all of the attendant moral, philosophical, and psychological conundrums that come with death being a temporary condition.

One of three "successful" experiments. The other two adjusted pretty well, all things considered. Ethan did not.

Alas, they didn't have therapy in colonial America. You know what they did have, though? An abundance of dangerous life paths and causes worth dying for. That's not gonna reinforce any dangerous thought patterns or unhealthy mental states, I'm sure!

Longest streak between deaths has been just shy of 4 years. All but one of them has been his own dang fault. He is fully aware of this, but in a deeper sense, he is entirely unaware of this.

Always cared more about others than himself. This got infinitely worse when he realized he could die without consequences (supposedly).

Animals hate him! and no that is not just the start of a clickbait article. Every animal he's met since getting immortal'd has tried to put him back in the ground. He used to be a cat person, though.

Chronically friendless and self-isolated. People don't handle the dead guy coming back to life very well, and he's gotten more than one witness in life-ruining trouble by reviving in front of them. He finds it easier to just stay away from people on all but a surface level. (Again, I can't imagine that's going to cause problems down the line....)

Travels like an overripe peach, which is to say he is the King of Motion Sickness

Repeated resurrection has turned the man into a caloric dumpster. Over the course of a day and a half he consumes ~30 chicken nuggets, four burgers, a large fry, a medium bag of chips, a popsicle, and half a cup of ice and he's still desperately hungry.

Flip flops between annoying little brother energy and annoyed big brother energy depending on who he's arguing with at the time.

Wants: Everyone and Everything to leave him tf alone (also a shower)

Needs: One good reason to live and way fewer reasons to get himself killed

Immediate goals: Keep his only friends from getting dragged down with him and all his issues

Long term goals: None, and that's rather the point (not that this is a recurring theme in my characters or anything....)

Character arc can best be described as: that quote that's like "Dying is easy, living is hard;" the shift from hope, caring, and love as passive traits to hope, caring, and love as active choices worth making

Favorite things about writing him

The Catharsis. There's a reason so many of my OCs end up with mental illnesses and unhealthy patterns of thought. Ethan is just the most explicit of these self-inserts.

The snarcasm and humor were both challenging and so fun. I'm not a witty person by nature, so it took a bit of perspective shift to get right. I think I got better a dialogue overall by writing him.

He's a very internal and thought-ful person, and it was an interesting balance to write. He always thinks more than he says and feels more than he thinks.

Not to toot my own horn, but his third act breakdown and "Oh Sh*t" moment were a delight to write and some of my strongest writing moments.

His voice is very informal and sarcastic, and it was fun to write genuine horror in a goofball, this-might-as-well-happen sort of way.

#writing #original writing #original character #oc #ethan ellis #my writing #creative writing #novel manuscript #writeblr #thfsdotiee

[claire-starsword]

The Guardiana Magic School Run - Part 4

We're back and after all the setup in the previous part, we can just move on with the plot. The Guardiana's Magic School gang gets a tour of Alterone's escape rooms, to Max's delight, and he fails at them, requiring the help of a beloved old pal again.

Seriously, why did she know this was here. I approve but I also have questions.

She unfortunately has some catching up to do level wise, but healers are useful on any level so who cares, and she's not that away from Lowe in terms of stats.

We get a Healing Seed from this terribly placed chest, like, why this.

As I anticipated in the previous part, Khris has as much defense as Tao (derogatory) so she gets loaded with all the Steel Rings I bought last time. I also give her a bunch of healing items that I got from chests. Don't even remember how much a Healing seed heals, but would suck to spend them this early, this is just for emergencies, and because I forgot to plan to buy herbs for her early. To be fair (hubris incoming), I don't think the next battle will be that hard.

As you can see, the clear bonus for this one is the Jagged Flash, which I've insulted enough last time, and is not even usable in this playthrough. I guess we've somehow established a rivalry between the magic and axe schools huh, the epilogue was right.

This battle divides into two areas on each side of the river, with the enemies on top splitting between them. Usually on my normal playthrough I split the team to get the clear bonus, so I'm used to doing each area with roughly the same amount of characters I have here. That's why I'm not too worried.

Of course, hubris has killed me before, so Max has the right idea too, let's be careful with the squishy spellcasters.

I, also need to dunk on myself a bit, i've complained so much that this game doesn't let you check stats during battle but uh, turns out it does. It's with the R button. I'll dunk on the game too because that's a weird choice, just let me click on things with A like a normal person. Also it doesn't show enemies you haven't attacked yet it seems, which is kind of a pain. Perhaps on Chapter 4 I'll get to explain how bad that can be.

Enough rambling, I believe starting from the left will be the best as there are less enemies, we should be able to dispatch the bats before the knights come, they tend to stick to blocking the bridge. Let's do some boring turns of just walking.

It takes four turns for us to get remotely close to each other. As I said the knights are sticking to the bridge, so I'm gonna bait the bats with Max and deal with them first. There are two more bats beyond the river and I expect them to come too.

Bat behavior happens, and I messed up, the knights are actually out for blood.

Gong and Tao team up to take out one bat, and Max woke up as soon as the turn started, though you still can't move on the turn that happens.

So yeah, he's not doing anything any time soon lmao

He still remains the greatest bait ever though. He and Gong still take only 1 damage from anything here, so I don't think anything will be a threat except the Dark Mage.

Tao and Gong wreck the two knights that advanced, and a bat from the other side finally comes, being greeted by Gong's counter immediately. Meanwhile, Max…

Well, he is overleveled anyway.

Khris finally debuts by healing Max for 25 exp, which I think is more she'd ever get in the mega drive version. Not exactly sure how they adjust the exp for healing, but it will help a lot.

She then manages to finish the bat tormenting Max doing 4 damage, which is more than I expected! Go girl we're one battle away from the Power Staff!

I really wanna bait this bat before dealing with the bridge gang. Gong still has the Rousing Ring so there's no sleep risk.

Actually the real reason there's no risk is that Gong has had enough of bats in general.

I try getting some exp for Lowe with this kill, but bats being bats, it dodges.

Max asks for five more minutes on his afternoon nap, unfortunately for him he's a warrior so he returns to battle, finally making some sort of line to defend my squishy people.

He's just in time to take a Blaze level 2 to the face. Ah, the wonders of magic.

...

oh c'mon, I've hit tumblr's image limit, that's gonna be a pain to deal with in this run. continuation in the reblogs i guess

#shining force #shining series #guardiana magic school run

[shoyoist]

y'all i had such a nice day todayy <3 feeling so refreshed rn so i'll tell you guys abt it to share the good vibes hehe —

under the cut because it got a little long.

so as some of y'all might know because i've been complaining on dash, i had 7am classes today. and i'd pulled an all nighter last night for chemistry, so i was really tired when i showed up to class (o_o; )

was ready to sit alone in the corner, take my notes and do the worksheets and just go home without interacting with anyone.

but my friends were really glad to see me omg 😭💖 they told me they'd missed me so much (because i haven't been attending most of the revision sessions, since i prefer to do self study at home during exam sesson) and bought me cake and a drink, i felt so loved LMAO v_v <3

and at abt 12pm i picked my sister and two of her friends (they're our neighbors so when their parents get hung up at office i usually take them home w me and my sister) up from her school. one of them told me i looked thirsty (i was) and gave me some water, and i felt so touched 😭😭

when i got home i took a shower, had lunch and talked to my girlfriend on the phone for a bit before i took a nap. talking to her always makes me feel better hehe <3

then, i woke up at 4pm, took another shower and then i got to work. i did some chemistry and physics, but i got stuck on a chapter and was struggling so hard i wasted a lot of time on just a couple of questions ( t_t).

that always pisses me off, like when i don't understand something that ik i should and waste time trying to figure it out that makes me so mad. plus i don't really have TIME to waste on a single chapter but i couldn't just leave it behind without understanding it right? so i was just so upset about it.

around 7pm my brother called my phone (he's actually my cousin but he's rlly more like a brother to me) and he lives in the next city ok, so i wasn't expecting him to say he'd come over.

he's annoying as per usual for older brothers LMAO so i picked up his call like "what do you want :/" but he was like "hey i'm omw let's play valo together"

which surprised me because, "why can't we just play you don't need to come over? and besides i don't have time to play"

but he said he missed us and wanted to see us ;(( and when he showed up, i was still not done going through that one physics chapter. while he waited for me to be done, he took my laptop and adjusted all the settings to his liking (now that i think abt it i'll have to fix everything before i play NAWW) and played a couple of matches by himself 😭😭

then i was like "...dude what are you doing LMAO" like none of our family is on very good terms w eachother so i was just surprised that he showed up outta nowhere like this.

— and all of a sudden he was like "hey i brought my card w me you wanna go out for dinner?" and it was around 8pm, so i said it's too late, our youngest sister has school tomorrow too so we probably shouldn't. but he said that i seemed kinda stressed out, and that a walk outside and a nice dinner would do me good.

WHICH WAS TRUE BTW i've been mad stressed out these days, and i haven't had a break in forever. i knew that and i just felt like, ykw why not? so i agreed, and once we convinced my mom, the three of us (me, my brother and our youngest sister) went out.

except we only recently moved to this city so i didn't know any good places. and he was living in the other city so he didn't know either. we walked around for like an hour 💀💀

then we surrendered and went to a pizza place, it was already like 9:30pm by then and i knew our mom would be PISSED LMAO but we still went and got pizza and milkshakes. it was so nice fr like i felt really good.

he told me about work, and we vented to eachother a little on our separate family situations and all, and then we moved onto just talking abt random things that took our minds off our stress. realized halfway through that he needed this little walk out too.

we also went over to a bridge that's over a river near the area, because it's one of my favourite places to go to. it was hella dark and there were stoners and all around but my brother is a big guy (he's a gym rat like me, stands at 6'2) and so we weren't rlly abt to be bothered LMAO. watched the moon and just stood together in comfortable silence for a while, till we decided it was rlly time to go back home.

i could feel the pent up stress leaving me during the time we were out. and plus, i haven't let loose and had some good fun in a long time 😩

got back home at 11pm and my parents were MAD but that's okay we had fun!!

and yk, i just wanted to say 😭 if you find yourself working hard without room for a break or anything, if you're stuck between deadlines and tight schedules and all, sometimes all you need is a few hours out with your friends/family, a few hours to unwind and let loose.

it's okay to spare a few hours to take care of yourself. i'm feeling sm better and much better prepared to immerse myself into my work and actually understand and absorb what i'm going to revise and practise now.

it rlly helps!! some fresh air, some good food enjoyed w your loved ones and a few hours of fun with them, it fr fixes your whole mood.

and it's different from relaxing alone. trust me.

don't hesitate to reach out and take some time to relax and get together with people you love <3 it really makes a difference.

#☆༉ soliloqui. #AKGFH I TALKED SM #but anyway. yeah i just wanted to share <3

[rendevousz]

niagara falls of blood?

avengers x fem!teen!reader

summary: pretty much what the title is, you on your period

warnings: your moodswings ig

word count: 2765

"rise and shine, y/n!" you hear an annoying voice sing just as the lights flickered on. you grumbled something inaudible, hiding underneath your blanket to shield yourself from the brightness that steve just brought upon your room.

"y/n/n, come on. wakey-wakey!" you groan, feeling super unmotivated to train today. you even felt like punching steve in his perfect-looking face just for waking you up at the crack ass of dawn. this was unusual because you loved jogs before the sun came up and trainings before it hit noon.

"steve, if you don't shut the hell up right now, i'm gonna push you into that lake beside our usual jogging route."

"jeez, y/n, woke up on the wrong side or what?" he teases, finally leaving once he saw you were already sitting up. you groggily walked to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth before changing into your workout clothes.

"no!" you whine when you saw that you were on your period. that's why you were in a crappy mood when steve woke you up. you begrudgingly dressed up after putting on a pad, grabbing a small towel on the way out.

like you did every morning, you were gonna go on a run with steve, bucky and sam. while you loved running, you hated how steve and bucky "cheated" —as you and sam liked to call it— with their super soldier staminas. that was why you loved having sam there. not only was he great company but he was also moral support because you two would always be hilariously overtook by steve and bucky multiple times. but that didn't matter because you two would always be completely immersed in your conversations every time.

but not today though. you already knew today was going to be different. you had gotten a bad start to the day with steve's and your usual morning routine which somehow annoyed you this one time. and having to run around with your cramps definitely didn't help lighten your mood.

"kid, you okay?" sam asks from your right side. you'd been silent throughout the whole run and sam knew something was up when you didn't laugh at his jokes like how you usually would. "just cramps. they're hurting a lot so i'm probably gonna skip training today." you explain and he slowed down his pace causing you to slow down too since you always had to run side by side.

"y/n/n, you should probably stop now if you're having cramps. it might make it worse—i think? i don't know, actually. i don't know how periods work but i know cramps hurt a lot so i think you should stop. yeah, you should stop." his rambling speech made you feel a bit better now knowing he wants you to take care of yourself. "you know what? yeah, i think i'm gonna go. sorry i have to leave you with the two cheaters."

he smiled at you, telling you not to worry about it. you were touched and your mood significantly brightened but before you could reply him, rhythmic footsteps echoed from a distance from behind you two and you knew what was coming.

"on your left."

before steve and bucky could just pass by peacefully like they did the past nine times, you managed to throw a punch to steve's side, effectively slowing him down when he stumbled and then completely stopped. "what gives, y/n?!" bucky then stopped too, wanting to know what was up.

"that's for this morning." you glared at him and he looked at you in confusion, holding onto his side where you punched him. though you were significantly smaller than he was—than any of them were, really—, you could definitely throw a punch. speaking of punch, you gave him another on his other side and he flinched, giving you an incredulous look, one that resembled betrayal.

"and that's for being a cheater." you narrowed your eyes at him. "oN yOuR LeFt." you mocked him, rolling your eyes before ultimately leaving the trio to walk back to the tower. they looked at your fading figure and exchanged looks with each other in confusion. "what...what just happened?"

"y/n's on her period so we gotta be careful with her." sam explained and steve being steve, his cheeks tinted slight pink as the thought slightly embarrassed him.

"period? you mean the niagra falls of blood," bucky states, taking a long sip out his water bottle. sam rolled his eyes at this but nodded anyways. "also, she doesn't want training today so unless any of you have a death wish, don't call her down for anything other than for food, got it?"

"yes, sir."

"got it."

-

"you do it,"

"i don't want to, you do it."

"can one of you just do it? why don't you guys want to wake y/n up?" nat stopped bucky and steve's little argument as she turned away from the stove for a bit. "you two love waking her up and carrying her down to eat. what happened?"

"womanhood happened," steve mumbled bitterly, rubbing his sides where you hit him this morning. apparently you had hit him hard enough to bruise a little. nat rolled her eyes in realisation. "period?"

"no, no, not period. satan's montly ritual inside of y/n. you should've seen her this morning, nat. it was like she was possessed!" steve exaggerates. "okay, let's not be dramatic here," bucky rolls his eyes at his best friend. steve only looked at him with fear in his eyes and bucky sighs. "fine, i'll do it. but if i don't return, tell sam he still can't have my snacks. no one can have my snacks."

nat only shakes her head before turning back to the stove to finish cooking lunch.

meanwhile, bucky was making his way up to your room. deep down he was scared to face you after your episode in the morning. "y/n/n? doll, it's lunch." he spoke when he entered your room. he melted when he saw you all snuggled up in bed, asleep, hugging your life-sized teddy bear that tony gifted you last christmas.

"doll? time to eat," he whispered, gently shaking you awake. you slowly opened your eyes to see bucky sitting on your bed, trying to wake you up from your nap. "what time is it?" you asked, rubbing your eyes, your lips jutting out subconsciously. bucky internally cooed at how adorable you looked. "it's afternoon, you skipped breakfast so nat wants you to eat lunch." he tells you.

"tell her i'm sleepy," you said, adjusting yourself back under the blanket. "y/n/n, you gotta eat. nat's gonna kill me if i go back down there without you." he shakes you again and you look up at him with you doe eyes. "then don't go back down. cuddle me, jamesie!" you pouted, giving him your best sad puppy look.

he had a brief internal battle with himself before losing and giving in, slipping next to you and hugging you, providing you warmth that even your blanket couldn't provide. bucky knew nat would have his head but how could he say no to that adorable face? and you using his real name? ultimate weakness.

soon, you were back asleep, cuddling up to him. he smiled down at you, loving how peaceful you seemed when you were sleeping. and before he knew it, he too fell asleep.

-

"what's taking him so long?" nat huffed and steve's jaw dropped slightly, looking at her in worry. "who's telling sam he can't have bucky's snacks?"

"don't be ridiculous, steve. go get them or i'm telling sam he can't have your snacks too." steve sighs, getting up from the barstool and making his way up to your room.

safe to say he was expecting pretty much anything but the sight of you and bucky asleep, cuddled up to each other. steve's lips jutted out and he cooed at you both. he snapped a quick picture before approaching you two, sitting on your bed beside your sleeping figure.

"y/n/n? sweetie, you need to eat." he says softly as he shook you awake. the shaking seemed to wake bucky up too and when your eyes fluttered open, steve smiled down at you. "bubba? it's lunch," he looks over at bucky in disappointment for having fallen asleep when he had a task. bucky only shrugs his shoulders as if saying 'hey man, i had no choice'.

"stevie?" you groaned out and he smiled. "come on, let's go have lunch, nat is waiting downstairs." he tries to get you to sit up but you resist. "come sleep, stevie," you pulled the same trick you did with bucky and it's no surprise the blond super-soldier fell for it too. everyone had a soft spot for you.

steve laid next to you and you're then sandwiched between two super-soldiers, already falling back asleep in just seconds.

"you know nat's gonna kill us, right buck?"

"then let her try. we can use y/n/n to get out of it. i mean, can you even recall the last time anyone said no to that adorable face?"

"sam says no to her sometimes."

"yeah but he always ends up feeling bad so,"

"okay yeah, you're right."

"that's exactly why we're stuck in this situation, right dear ol' stevie? so i say we just sleep and if nat tries to scold us, we'll technically be under y/n/n's protection because nat won't scream in our faces in front of her."

"good call. night, buck."

"night, steve."

-

"i can't believe i sent two super-soldier idiots to go wake up y/n on her period. i didn't think they meant it literally when they were afraid they weren't gonna come back." nat paces around the kitchen and wanda watches in amusement. it had been almost a whole hour since bucky was sent to get you and thirty minutes since steve was sent to do so too and both men hadn't returned with you for lunch.

"do you really think y/n/n is having a temper tantrum or something and those idiots are caught in the middle of it?" nat asks and wanda shook her head. "i doubt. y/n can get a little cranky but only if provoked. y/n on her period is overall a sweetheart like she always is. maybe steve was being annoying this morning. i mean, he always is annoying during morning jogs because he always has to announce when he overtakes us." wanda rolls her eyes at the fact.

"okay, you know what? come with me to get them. i mean with our joint forces, there's no way we're going to get sucked into whatever those idiots did. let's go,"

nat didn't give the younger woman a chance to reply before she's storming upstairs to your room and wanda had no choice but to rush along.

-

"well? are we going to wake them up or what?" wanda asks nat, not taking her eyes off the adorable sight she was met with right as she entered your room.

"i want to get mad at steve and bucky for not waking her up because she hasn't eaten yet but somehow i can't." nat states, looking like she's having an existential crisis.

"well, no lunch for these three, i guess. they better have dinner though or i'm actually going to get mad. let's go, wands." nat closes your door, but not before snapping a pic of you three cuddled up and sending it to the group chat.

nat: [attached photo]

peter: OMG SHE LOOKS SO TINY AND ADORABLE SQUISHED IN BETWEEN THOSE TWO 🥺🥺🥺

tony: IS THAT SAFE? CAN MY BABY EVEN BREATHE PROPERLY?????? NAT WHY ARE YOU JUST LETTING IT HAPPEN

wanda: stark, she's fine

thor: aw, i hope lady y/n gets all the rest she needs. she looks peaceful 🥰

clint: wait no fair i wanna cuddle her too 🥺😭

sam: dang it does this mean i still can't have bucky's snacks

bucky: stay away from my snacks.

-

"look who finally decided to show." you hear tony tease when you finally came down to dinner.

after waking up an hour prior, you woke up the two super-soldiers sandwiching you by pushing them off your bed. they couldn't even be mad at you when you had burst out in contagious laughter at your own stunt, before leaving to let you wash up.

"how are you feeling, sweetie?" bruce asks you as you sat in between him and tony on the dining table. "i'm good, bruce, why do you ask?"

"we've been hearin' a lot about you today, cupcake." tony winks at you before continuing to eat his food. you pout at him. "bad things?"

"no, no, no, not bad things, never bad things. you're the sweetest little cupcake and everyone loves you. now eat your food," tony pretends to make an angry face at you and you listen to him, smiling as you do so.

after dinner, you decided to lounge in the common room for a bit to watch tv and thor, clint, wanda and sam decide to join you.

"what are we watching?" sam asks as he plops down next to you on the couch. "i don't know, i'm kinda in the mood to watch my little pony." you quipped happily. "my little pony? that stupid ponies cartoon where the purple unicorn has magic and becomes a princess?"

"it's not stupid," you muttered under your breath, suddenly getting upset that he thought my little pony was stupid. "if you guys don't want to watch, i guess we can watch whatever you want." you told the rest who were already seated, a sad expression on your face.

"bubs! of course we want to watch it! right, sam?" wanda glares at sam as she asked him through gritted teeth. "y–yes! yes, we'll watch my little pony!" he replies quickly. "okay!" you cheer, leaning back against the couch as you turned the show on.

after an episode was done, you seemed to have gotten the others hooked on it because they asked for another episode. well, except for sam because he decided one episode was enough and it was time to sleep so he left.

"okay," you giggled, happy that they liked the show. "but i'm going to go get my snacks first." you walked to the kitchen to quickly get your bag of pretzels from the pantry. you were pretty sure it was the period moodswings that were causing your emotions to be all over the place because you cried. you cried because you were so excited to go get your snacks, only to find that it had been stolen.

you trudged back into the living room with a tear-stained face and wanda immediately stands up. "bubs, what's wrong?" she held both your shoulders as she looked down at you. you hiccup. "i–i think pete took my pretzel sticks." you pouted to try keep the incoming tears at bay but they managed to drop anyways.

"i'll kill him," clint stands up, hands held out in a fighting stance. "how dare he steal y/n/n's snacks." wanda rolls her eyes at his antics and gives him a look that tells him to back down.

"lady y/n," thor calls from his spot on the couch. you turn to him. "i have a stash of poptarts if you want?" he offered and as kind as his intentions were, you only wanted your pretzel sticks. you dropped down to the floor, staring silently into nothing.

"y/n," clint places a hand on your shoulder, trying to get you to get up but you didn't. you looked up at him with a small pout and glossy eyes and he cracked. "alright, thor, come with me to the grocery store. we're getting y/n/n's snacks,"

thor immediately gets up, following clint out the door. you couldn't believe that the avengers' own archer and god of thunder were willing to go out just to buy you snacks.

twenty minutes later, they came back with bags of different snacks but most importantly, your pretzel sticks. you ran to them, giving them the biggest hug you could give, prompting chuckles and hair ruffles from them. "anything for you, kiddo."

despite having just gotten your snack, you fell asleep ten minutes into the next episode and thor goes to carry you back to your room. he sets you down gently on your bed, pulling your blanket up so that you were warm.

"sleep well, lady y/n." he kisses the side of your head before leaving. and sleep well you did because you had an awesome family take care of you.

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sick manager :)

-> feat. bokuto, oikawa, and tsukishima

part 2 with sugawara and kuroo here!

personally i loved writing these, so lmk if you want a part 2 with other characters 👀

TW: PASSING OUT :))

To sum up how you felt in one word, you were exhausted. You were physically overworked; pushed to your limit with tons of schoolwork, stress, extracurriculars, and on top of that, you were your school's volleyball team manager. You were merely a first year, but you did your job well, and the entire team loved you.

You had tried to power through the classes, running with just two hours of sleep. Work was starting to pile up, so you had no time for sleep.

You felt yourself falling asleep during lectures, curling up on the grass for quick naps during lunch, and throughout the day, you had the worst headache.

With luck, you managed to make it through, but you still had hours of volleyball ahead of you. You blinked hard, trying to get rid of the sleepiness clouding your head. Your head pounded, and nothing was really registering in your brain.

There was no denying it, you were sick.

It was bound to happen sooner or later, but it was still annoying. You didn't want to miss the day's volleyball practice, because you had an upcoming game, so you decided to just push through and deal with it. 

Ignoring how bad your head hurt, you slung your bag over your shoulder and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Bokuto, someone you recognized as the captain of the team you were the manager for, spotted you from a distance and was already bouncing, beaming as he waved. You smiled back with a small wave. He didn't mind that you didn't match his enthusiasm; he was used to it, so he didn’t find anything suspicious about it.

The two of you walked down to the gym, Bokuto talking animatedly the whole way there in the background. You didn't mind though, it was nice to just listen. However, every word he chirped bore into your brain, seeming to echo.

You didn’t want to be rude, but you couldn’t help but try to drown out his voice by focusing on your surroundings.

A green bush. A tall tree. A group of students.

“Y/N?” Bokuto waved his hand in front of your face, and you looked up at the mention of your name.

“Hm? Sorry, sorry, I’m just... oh, we’re here!” you said, quickly changing the subject. You didn’t want him to worry, and it was no big deal anyways... You could finally see the gym, and you let out a sigh of relief. It felt like the short walk was actually several miles long. 

You finally made it- 

Shoot.

A sudden dizzy spell overtook you. Shutting your eyes tight, you stumbled on your own feet, your legs giving out beneath you. No, no, no....

"Y/N!" Bokuto yelped as he caught you. He pulled you close to him, and whimpering, you leaned on his chest, trying to stay conscious.

“Sorry...” you breathed softly, just trying to focus on the way Bokuto’s chest went up, and down.

Up... and down. You shut your eyes tighter as a wave of your headache hit. Bokuto’s arms around you were definitely helping you stay standing, and you were thankful. Up... and down.

Then you slumped into his arms.

...

The second your eyes opened again, you were knocked back with a hug. You grunted at the unexpected impact, but smiled when you realized it was Bokuto.

"Y/N! You're awake!" Bokuto yelled, his voice watery with relief. "I thought you died," he sobbed, and you hugged him tight.

"I'm fine, I promise," you said with a laugh. "Just... thirsty." Bokuto leaped to get you a glass of water as fast as he could.

While he was gone, you looked around to see that you were in the nurse's office. You could just imagine Bokuto running with you unconscious in his arms, and you smiled at the thought.

Bokuto came back with the promised water, and he lay a hand on you to check up on your temperature.

"You're really burning up... why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he asked, pouting.

"I didn't want you to worry... I thought I would be fine, and that I would make it through practice." He shook his head.

"I want to know, okay?" You nodded with a smile.

"How long was I unconscious?" He thought for a second before responding.

"Only for a couple seconds, but you were kinda drowsy so we made you rest. It's been a couple hours now." You immediately got up.

"Practice isn't over yet?" you asked, still hopeful. Maybe you could at least stay for an hour? It was better than noth-

"Y/N..." he sad warningly, and you knew going wasn't an option.

"Fine..."

"Good," he responded, satisfied with your answer.

Walking out of the classroom, you met eyes with Oikawa Tooru, who immediately lit up at the sight of you. His smile immediately turned into a frown, immediately noticing something was different about you, given how perceptive he was.

"What's wrong?" he questioned slowly, and you shook your head.

"Nothing's wrong, Tooru... I'm just tired," you said, but he looked at you suspiciously.

“You should take a break,” he reminded you gently, and you shook your head, no matter how tempted you were.

“I really can’t, I’ve got… a lot to do. But I’m fine, I swear,” you assured him, gesturing towards the gym, despite the sick feeling in your body. You swallowed, trying to swallow the dizziness. “Let’s go!” You tried for a smile, and Oikawa responded with a hesitant one, finally deciding to let it go. 

Starting to walk towards the gym with the volleyball player following close behind, you shook your head, trying to shake out the growing light-headed feeling that you dreaded. It wouldn’t go away.

Shutting your eyes as tight as you could, you didn’t even notice that you stopped walking until someone tapped your shoulder. 

“Hm?” You peeked your eyes open slightly to notice Oikawa standing next to you. 

“Y/N-chan?” His face was written all over with concern.

“Sorry, I just…” You laughed sheepishly, trying to shrug it off, but the pain was beginning to be way too much. “I.. just…” you tried to say, but you were unable to finish as you swayed to one side, tripping over your own feet trying to stay standing. You heard Oikawa's yelp as he rushed to catch you, and you blinked slowly before passing out completely.

...

As soon as you woke up, you found yourself in your own bedroom. When you got up, wondering how you got there, you were met with Oikawa's frown.

"When was the last time you had at least seven hours of sleep?" he asked, disapproval in his eyes as he pushed you back into bed. You gave a shy smile.

"Maybe... two weeks ago?" Oikawa gasped dramatically before tutting in distaste.

"You need to sleep, or else your health will plummet," he said, shaking his head. Of course, at that moment, your headache had to come back. You winced and shut your eyes, burying your face into your hands. "What's wrong?" You shook your head with a sigh.

"My head's killing me," you admitted. "It's been like this all day."

"Wha- Y/N," he scolded, leaving the room. Where was he going? Ah. He came back with some medicine and a thermometer.

"Thanks." You swallowed the medicine, and Oikawa immediately forced the thermometer into your mouth.

"103.2?! Y/N, you'll be here for a good three days. I'm not ever letting you leave your bed until you get better, and I won't leave either." You laughed at his motherly antics.

"But what about pract-" you started, but Oikawa shushed you.

"Think of it as a much needed break." You stared at him.

"Did you at least go today?"

"No, of course not! You were freaking unconscious, I can't go and hit some good serves if I know that my precious Y/N could possibly be in pain," he said with a pout.

"Aw, Tooru..." You kissed his cheek. "You're too swee-" He pushed you back into your pillows, pulling the covers up before you could finish.

"Now rest up, Y/N-chan."

You glanced at your phone; you still had an hour until volleyball practice...

A little nap wouldn't hurt, right?

You found a nice, private corner, and huddled up. Using your backpack as a pillow, you fell asleep almost instantly.

Some time later, Tsukishima was walking by, on his way to practice. His eyes spotted you asleep in the corner, and he smirked.

"Idiot," he muttered under his breath, laughing to himself softly. "Hey, get up, Y/N." He flicked his finger on your forehead, and laughed when you began to stir awake.

"Mm?" Your voice was raspy from both sickness and sleepiness, and you blinked your eyes, trying to adjust. You shielded your face from the light with your hand, and you finally made out Tsukki's tall figure kneeling in front of you. "Oh, hi Tsukki..." He held out his hand with a smug smile, offering to help you up.

You groaned when you realized that the nap didn't make your headache go away. Getting up too fast, you swayed for a good two seconds; Tsukki's hands were on your shoulders, trying to steady you.

"Ten bucks you don't make it through practice without passing out," he joked, but you had a feeling he was going to be ten dollars richer soon enough. You nodded sleepily, but quickly froze.

"Wait- am I late for practice?" You frantically dug your phone out, sighing in relief when you learned that you still had ten minutes to spare.

"What, you think I would be late?" Tsukishima said, jokingly. "But anyways, I'm not letting you go to practice today. Clearly you need rest... and..." His hand rested on your forehead, and he nodded. "Like I thought, you have a fever." You swatted his hand away.

"Today's practice is important, I can't miss it. I'll be fine, Tsukki, since when do you worry about me?" You turned around, heading towards the gym, when your head hurt just a bit too much. You winced, and faster than your brain could process what was happening, you were already falling to the ground and everything went dark.

...

"Oh, you're awake." You opened your eyes and saw Tsukishima waiting for you. You were in the nurse's office from the looks of it, and Tsukishima got up with some water and medicine.

"Here, take this." You nodded and followed his command.

"Thanks," you said, rubbing your head.

"Hm. You know how you asked when I started to worry about you?" he asked, sticking a thermometer into your mouth.

"Hm? Oh... yeah." You recalled how you had said something like that right before you passed out. You took the thermometer out and glanced at the temperature.

103.2. You hid the thermometer behind your back, knowing Tsukki would not be happy with your temperature.

"The answer was always; I always care about you, even if I don't seem like it."

"Wow, Tsukki..." It surprised you; you never thought you would hear anything nice coming out of Tsukishima's mouth.

"Also, you act like a five year old sometimes, people can't help but worry about you," he added. You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help but smile. "Now hand over the thermometer. I didn't forget." Sighing, you reluctantly gave it to him.

"Welp, will you at least cuddle with me until I get better?" you asked with pleading eyes.

"Come on, Y/N. You're contagious..." You pouted, and he sighed. "Fine."

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4:10 PM- Namjoon

You woke up from your nap because of the heat, the humidity stirring you from the dream you had been having. Just a normal dream, nothing out of the ordinary. A good dream- you hadn't had a nightmare since Namjoon had busted into your room one night with his laptop, declaring it was time for a vacation.

Before that, things had gotten a little...stressful. Life was hard, being an adult was harder. The first thing to go when you were stressed out was your sleep, starting with nightmares and ending with insomnia. Joon hadn't said much but noticed when your side of the bed was more messed up than normal, a clear sign that you had spent the night tossing and turning instead of in his arms.

Pushing up from the bed, you looked around the room for your boyfriend, only finding a disarray of clothes littering around the space instead. You had been here for a week, staying in a floating hut on the river bank of a small town in Thailand. It was private and secluded, you only saw spoke to other people when you went into the town a little ways down the beach.

You padded out of the hut, pushing the netting that served as a bedroom wall to go out to the edge of the hut, sitting down so your feet dipped into the water. The sun was just setting, but God, it must've been over a hundred degrees with this humidity. The water was cooler, so you pulled the shirt you had off and dove in, dunking your head in the practically clear water to prevent yourself from overheating.

"You're going to get eaten alive by mosquitoes if you stay out here for too long."

You swam back to the edge of the hut, your eyes falling on a familiar tall, tanned man with his hair cropped short after he decided it was too hot to have hair anymore and made you buzz it off. He had a water bottle dangling in one hand, the other shoved lazily in his pocket. Thailand Namjoon was your favorite version so far, abandoning button downs and formal pants in favor for shorts and a short sleeved button down shirt, the top four buttons undone completely.

"You're back," You said cheerily, reaching out a hand. He took it willingly, stroking the top of your hand with his thumb. "So what? Was it a bust?" You asked, referencing the reason he left in the first place.

"No, I got some writing done." he said happily, reaching for a towel for me. "You aren't wearing a swimsuit again, are you?"

You grinned and shook your head, pulling yourself out of the water unabashedly. Namjoon raised his eyebrows and skimmed his eyes over your body, a smirk settling onto his face. "You're very frisky tonight." He commented.

You pushed the towel away and stepped closer to him, flattening your body against his. "You knew the deal," You whispered, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and ran another through his hair, raking over it with your damp fingers. You didn't bother caring about being dripping wet, it wasn't like he was going to have clothes on for very much longer anyway.

He grinned, obviously knowing what you were referring to. You had made a deal, he would spend the day writing but when he came back- you owned him and his time. You had something important you wanted to talk to him about and you wanted his undivided attention for it. "Let's talk about this where the neighbors can't see your ass," he grumbled, wrapping you in the towel and lifting you back to the bedroom.

He set you down on the bed, watching you push the hair off your shoulders and adjust your towel delicately. "I'm ready," You said, looking up at him. Namjoon didn't say a word, searching your facial expression for a shred of doubt he wouldn't see.

"What if you regret it?" He asked sadly, looking down at his hands twisting themselves into a knot. You took his hand in yours and unwound his fingers, wishing he'd stop saying that.

"You're part of my soul, Joon. I want to marry you." You kissed him quickly, to reassure him. You wanted him and to be tethered to him in every earthly way was the only thing on your mind ever since he had brought the idea up conversationally three months ago. You had been so stressed out it had caused a panic attack initially- not because the answer was no, but because the idea of getting married was so overwhelming it was a lot to take in at the moment. You mind immediately went to how much change would be happening, skipping over Namjoon completely.

Not your finest moment.

"I want to marry you too," He smiled, his dimples melting your heart as they always did. "And we can do it our way, it can just be us and our parents, if you want."

You nodded and he mirrored your motion, and that was that. You were going to get married.

"We'll do it our way," I mumbled, looking up at him just before Namjoon cupped your face in his free hand and kissed you urgently, leaning into your body. You felt him push the towel down and off of you, resting a hand between your shoulder blades, and using it as a guide to lay you down on the bed. The place where he touched you tingled slightly, you head spinning like it always did when he kissed you.

"I can't wait to be your husband," He whispered to you, hovering above you slightly with his arms caging you in. You felt safe with him, anxiety soothed. Sure, there would be times were you'd be stressed out and scared and probably would freak out at some point- but at least you had him. You'd always have him.

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sweet summer days

-> husband!iida tenya x gn!reader

read before continuing!!: although reader is labeled as gender neutral, the kids sharing both your features and tenya’s implies female anatomy or the ability to bear a child. this can be twisted to be gender neutral friendly though, like a relative of yours being a surrogate. you have tohru (7), toshiro (6), and tomoe (5).

ack this isnt as good as i wanted it to be ㅠㅅㅠ it just sounded so much better in my head aaaaa. i just wanted sweet n soft cuteness. i also fell in love with the children omg i want. kids. now ...

warnings: none.

word count: 1.4k words

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laughter and the sound of tiny feet running across the hardwood floor filled your spacious home. what was meant to be a lazy day off for your husband has turned into a chaotic day of cheeky grins, sticky fingers, and rough splashes of pool water. your husband tenya, however, couldn’t be any more happier than he is right now.

the clinking of ice cubes against glass and the mattress dipping underneath you gently woke you up. you look up to see tenya opening a new book he bought recently, quickly becoming submerged in it’s contents. groaning ever so softly, you contemplated whether you should wake up or stay in your comfortable position. unfortunately you didn’t have much of a chance to decide, as your youngest, tomoe, woke you up with a soft grunt, kicking her feet in the air as she desperately tried making her way up onto your bed.

“tomoe? what are you doing up so early?” your husband asks, reaching over you to pick up the girl with ease. tomoe was the sleepiest of your three children; she was shy, silent, and soft in nature, much different than her two older siblings. it was rare to see her this active in the mornings, much less awake, as she had a tendency to nap whenever she saw the chance to.

“tohru and toshiro are fighting again” she whines, a lazy hand reaching up to rub her eye as you sit up, patting down the stray hairs sticking up from her head. she had shoulder length blue hair, with your eyes and smile, along with tenya’s quirk. he swore up and down that he’d train her the best he could so she could continue his legacy. while he promised he had no favorites, you could tell tenya was excited to have tomoe as his successor.

“ahh,” tenya shakes his head “those two tend to bicker quite a lot. did they wake you?” your daughter only responded with a soft nod, already falling back asleep, soothed by her father’s embrace and your gentle hand stroking her head. “i guess i’ll have to scold them a bit for making a commotion, then” tomoe let out a soft ‘mhm’ in agreement, her head finally resting against tenya’s chest as he stood whilst carrying her in his arms.

ever since graduating, becoming an adult, and starting a family with you, tenya’s become a much calmer man. it was a bit hard at first, but after learning from you and tohru that his stiffness and sudden movements aren’t exactly the most relaxing, he tried to become more loose. despite this, he’s still the awkward, nerdy, and strict boy you fell in love with at heart.

“you’re so mean tohru!” your son toshiro’s voice could be heard loudly as soon as you opened the door of your room. your two other kids were in the living room, minecraft sounds playing loudly over their argument.

“i'm not being mean, i'm being fair toshiro! papa made times for us to be on the game so we wouldn’t get into fights!” you sighed, thinking to yourself ‘so much for that schedule tenya put all that effort into’. “you shouldn’t have started a game when you knew your time was almost up!” tohru continued to holler at toshiro, who looked like he was about to cry.

tohru took mostly after tenya, his strict way of being mixing with your louder, more carefree side. she was a stickler for rules but enjoyed picking on her brother and had a tendency to be loud and over-the-top. she had your hair color but tenya’s sharp eyes. she had long hair and lighter skin than the other two from staying inside and reading more than being outside.

“tohru, sometimes, we can just choose to be nice. when you’re nice, most of the time your kindness will be returned. either way, seeing your kindness make someone happy will always be the best part of being nice. if you see that your brother is having a fun time, why don't you let him keep playing?” you take your eldest into your arms, pulling her close to you as you sat down. you weren’t afraid to talk to her about more complex/harder to grasp topics as she was extremely intelligent like her father.

“i guess you’re right…” she hung her head and sighed.

“yeah, tohru!” toshiro angrily huffed, chopping her head tenya style. tomoe continued to sleep as her siblings ran after each other around the house, chaos ensuing wherever they went.

“dad!” toshiro climbed tenya’s back and flashed you a toothy smile. toshiro was the most hyper out of the three, but also a complete cry baby. he was a proud older brother to tomoe yet relied on tohru to protect him, and was an all around happy, cute kid. he had short messy hair that was the same color as yours, with a single streak of blue. he was generally the most balanced combination of you and tenya and had much darker skin than the others, constantly playing around in the sun with todoroki’s kid.

he continued to poke his fathers cheek as he spoke “can we get in the pool today? can we? can we?” he repeated, only stopping and climbing down when your husband caved and said yes to toshi’s whining. “dad! (mom/dad/parent)! you should come in too!” was the last thing the little boy said before disappearing to quickly change and get his towel, which tohru did as well.

“what do you say? wanna go into the pool?” you asked tenya, getting up to change before toshi started whining again. tenya shook his head softly.

“i'm going to cut up some watermelon for the kids and then sit by the pool. i’d rather read for today.” he contentedly sighs as he moves toward the kitchen island, pulling out a watermelon from god knows where and starting to cut it. allowing him to enjoy his day however he’d like to, you went on ahead without him.

“how are you not burning up, ten?” you asked once he joined you all outside, just the mere sight of him in the blazing sun making you sweat. he just smiled and shrugged, continuing his book with the sounds of his children playing together in the background. you held tomoe cautiously as she half heartedly splashed the other kids. honestly, how she came out with a personality more like todoroki’s is beyond both you and tenya, though todoroki jokes that tomoe is really just his child that you guys stole from him.

the first to leave the pool was tohru, then curious toshi, and then you after tomoe whined that she wanted to go with the other two. they all went back inside, towels covering them before pouncing on the plate of watermelon like it was the last in the world. luckily tenya preplanned and saved a couple small slices for the two of you, otherwise you would’ve missed out.

laying next to your husband on the beach chair, he let out a soft groan when your cold, wet hair and hands met his warm skin. “did you not bring out a towel? you’re really cold, love.” you let out a whine which tenya knew meant ‘no and i regret not bringing one’. he adjusted himself to put his arm around you, in attempts to warm you up.

it wasn't long before the sound of children running came close, tohru chasing toshiro angrily and tomoe slowly trailing behind them. you chuckled as tomoe climbed onto you and tenya, a watermelon seed stuck to her cheek and another in her hair. as you removed the seeds, tohru and toshiro kept running after one another.

“toshiro you took the last piece of watermelon so don’t cry when you get what you deserve!” she shrieked, and you decided you probably should no longer let her go over to bakugo’s house, because as much as his youngest boy liked to read with tohru, the rest of his kids took after him, which was probably where she learned her more aggressive behaviors.

holding tomoe in your arms, your children became background noise that lulled you to sleep. the last words you heard were “papa can we go to sanrio puroland tomorrow!?” from tohru. with tenya being puddy at the hands of his children, it was safe to say the summer fun wasn’t done just yet.

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